Jake barely had the time to register that something was happening to himself before he suddenly found his hands, somehow, latched onto Luke's chest. Not knowing what was going on, he tried to pull them off, but they wouldn't come off, and his arms seemed to be sucking in even further!
What was strange was that he didn't really feel any pain, or not much at any rate. But when his head was pushed up against his friend's now bare chest, and then absorbed completely while seeming to split in two, fear was a definite factor for him, although at that point he couldn't really do much; his arms and head were now apparently gone completely, and he was at that point just the lower half of his own body sticking out of a quickly feminizing chest.
He tried kicking his legs, in his panic, but they seemed to be made of goo or something and refused to move, he even felt like they had gotten fat or something, and he couldn't really feel much of anything.
In mere seconds, his penis split in two, fusing with the flesh that used to be his feet, and becoming a pair of extremely sensitive female nipples. Jake could just barely feel that he was then covered and seemingly forcibly restrained by something as Luke's clothes reformed into a corset and frilly pink dress.
When Luke, now princess Peach, stood to take stock of what had happened, Jake could feel the movement as he bounced slightly and the muscles beneath him shifted as Peach moved her arms about.
"Oh my! And these boobies are so big! I'd have to say they must be 32 C, at least! Why, I can barely stand with these heels, it's no wonder I can't fight that big meanie, Bowser.
Jake suddenly realized he knew. He knew that Peach's breasts were middle C's, because he now was those breasts! And no one but him even knew that, and no one ever would, because breasts couldn't talk, or even move on their own. He was now forever doomed to be nothing but a very attractive female body part.
What could possibly be worse?
